After not going to the mosque for about a month, I went to my Islamic Studies class on sunday. After the prayer, a new sister took her shahada, it was a beautiful and emotional moment. I welcomed her to Islam and gaver her my contact information. As I was looking at her, I thought of all the responsibilities she will carry on her shoulders from now on, thought about how much she will have to learn and adjust, and thought about her new journey, new beginning! I felt special that I was there to witness that moment and help her repeat her shahada....Maybe, its for moments like this that I should keep on going to the mosque even when I'm not feeling well.
I've not felt any fulfillment from my job lately. I just work for the sake of working, I don't feel passionate about it anymore. I catch myself daydreaming for hours at a time. Have I found my path? Is this what I really want to do for the rest of my life? So many questions,zero answers.
I called my brother this weekend and a girl answered his phone and told me my brother wasn't home. Should I ask him who the girl was or act like that never happened?
Tea or coffee for breakfast? These seem to be difficult choices for me these days...
Divorces all around me. Friends and family going their separate ways. Where did it go wrong? How can you be happy one minute and hate each other the next? Innocent baby, son of my friend, born to a broken home, what can I offer you?
I'm reading the Kite Runner and find some parts of it disturbing....
My faith has been going up and down, on a rollercoaster lately! I feel that something is missing, how can I get it back? Why am I asking all these questions, am I depressed? or Am I losing my mind?
I want to take yoga classes but can't seem to find the time to do anything these days. I need a vacation and it's only Monday Morning, 4 more days to go! Have a great week!
